On Friday we have an appointment to sign a lease to four girls. They came to the house a couple of weeks ago and Paul liked that they were very serious and quiet and that they asked a bunch of questions and took photos of everything.
I like that they want to rent this house.
Potentially.
We're not getting too excited or holding our breath, even though I sort of am. Who knew this whole thing would be so stressful? Of course me, I'm thinking oh my gosh, if we don't have a contract by the time the mover's are scheduled what do we do?!?! There was lots of mentally running around in circles waving my hands in the air. Lots of dramatic, hysterical daydreams of me living in this house trying to homeschool kindergarten or going to jail (oh I know, the drama knows no ends when it comes to my imagination) because I committed fraud to get Carly into Zachary schools, or gambling big and just moving to Quantico and then me having to get a JOB (the horror!) to pay this mortgage...
Anyway, there is potential that none of those doomsday Chicken Little scenarios is going to play out. For this I am potentially very grateful. But we'll know more on Friday...meanwhile I'll be looking very tragic and worried and mentally wringing my hands a lot.
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ha....hahaha....
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